"Hmm, take care of yourself, be good." He caught Eliana Beckett and kissed her again, "I’ll wait for you to come find me yourself, you will be willing."

Eliana thought to herself: You’re imagining things!!

That confidence, Gale Master back when he dominated Eastern Europe was no less, yet he is capable, everything in Eastern Europe today is his achievement, without him, there wouldn’t be Eliana’s present.

Eliana shrugged off his coat and got out of the car, rushing into the castle without looking back, feeling utterly embarrassed for the first time!!

After that incident, the two seemed to have no more interactions.

...

Until three days later, Eliana, following Eva Nightingale’s instructions, went to New York City Center, found the most renowned designer, and invited them to Eastern Europe to tailor Eva’s dress.

And Eliana continued to stay in New York waiting for the auction to start.

After staying in New York for more than a week, the auction officially started.

It ended just two minutes after it started! The reason being, that immensely valuable set of top-grade diamond jewelry was bought by a super mysterious Boss.

Eliana was in a terrible mood!

Having come to New York and waited for so long, wasn’t it to buy that set of jewelry? Now that she didn’t get it, Eva surely wouldn’t be happy upon returning.

"Madam! Shall I take you upstairs to the hotel to rest a bit?" The maid watched her seemingly drunk, a bit worried, who knew, Eliana opened her mouth, "I’m fine, what’s a little drink?"

The attendant had no choice, as long as Madam was having fun, they kept Eliana at the banquet hall.

...

It was already midnight, Eliana drunkenly heated up, directly carried her wine glass to the VIP lounge area.

The lounge was set upstairs, brilliantly decorated, relatively quiet, a good place to rest, she casually pushed open a door and went inside, sat down on the dark couch.

"Where are you sitting?"

A magnetic voice that seemed devilishly enchanting came, startling Eliana enough to tremble, the glass cup fell on the ground and shattered.

She was drunk, wanting to walk aside to touch the switch and turn on the light, who knew she slipped on the spilled liquor, her high heels unstable, the whole person tripped, falling towards him.

In the darkness, the man swiftly reached out and caught her petite body, pulling her into his arms.

The familiar embrace almost made Eliana Beckett lose her mind, gazing at him half drunk, half awake, only for two seconds.

In the darkness, his features were unclear.

She only vaguely sensed a pair of eyes with a burning danger.

Victor Gale—how many women lust after his presence.

"Gale Master, you were right! I’ll never escape your grasp."

"Good that you know." He smirked, his large hand covering her full hips, voice extremely alluring, "Eliana, tonight’s dress is beautiful!"

"Ha..." Eliana mocked herself, "Mr. Gale, tossing around outside, aren’t you afraid your official wife will gift you a washboard?"

Official wife?

His dark eyes flashed a shade of mystery: "I, Victor Gale, have only ever had you as a wife."

"From the first stirrings of love, to childhood sweethearts, to the mundane flow, to the daily grind, both betrayal and hurt were all you."

"One life, only married you, one life, only slept with you, what more do you want?"

"Hmm, you’re lying!" She pushed him away in agitation, escaping from his embrace, "You damn scoundrel, you have so many women that not even a truck could carry them all, who believes your nonsense!"

He suddenly became indifferent, agreeing with her words: "Fine, all the women in the world have been to my bed, Madam is satisfied now?"